[QUOTE=xxfalconxx;30215539]Thats probably because deep down we all know it's a placebo even If we don't realize it.
The mind is a fun place, but I'm bereft of ideas on what to do. It's the god complex. What do you do when you've done everything?[/QUOTE]
Improve your waking-life with it, try self-inception, it's one of my goals that I've created for myself. For example, plant a seed that provides you with motivation and inspiration to become successful at something or to get fit / ripped.
I had a fully lucid dream the other morning it was amazing. I woke up in the morning and my snooze alarm kept going off. After I turned it off completely I went back to sleep. I could see the images appearing and eventually there was a yellow newspaper infront of a black background, it was pulled down and the blackness turned into a dream scene and I already knew I was lucid. I immediately stabilized the dream and saved it from blacking out which it was close to and I was free to do whatever I wanted to. I stabilized it by shouting really loud things along the lines of "stabilize dream" and "Increase clarity". I got stared at by my dream characters but I ignored them which felt good because in my semi-lucid dreams I'd feel embarrassed. I tried flying and teleporting to my ideal dream scene but it didn't work, probably because I was still constrained to realistic physics from real life.
So I looked up at the ceiling and yelled "Subconscious, tell me how I can have more lucid dreams" and then "personify yourself" and a boy appeared to my side. I asked again and he said something along the lines of "use your mind more" so I asked "meditate?" and it replied "yes". I went off at this point to go explore more but I wished I had stayed with it for longer but hopefully after trying meditation it will be easier to LD. :neckbeard:
HUGE moral boost right there. This happened the morning after I tried ADA for a full hour (All Day Awareness, a technique from dream views)
Well, i'm going to try spark up this thread by sharing some things about my dreams.
Well, in plenty of my dreams, in any setting, it's always dark/night time and the dream usually involves hanging out and such, but on my own, even if there's people around me, I some what act as a loner.
Just recently, I've had a dream where I was working at a restaurant. It was then 11pm and I was alone having finished clean the floor outside. I was hoping my employee was still inside. Apparently, it was really dark inside, like darker than the unlit outside. At the centre of the restaurant was a barrel with an old woman tied on to it. I went around it to see her face. She was apparently the same person who had appeared in another dream as an office lady, and in waking life, was my exam invigilator. She then gave out loud scream. At first, I was either stunned or neutral about it. I then heard some lightning cackles, and then I freaked out. I ran the hell out of the restaurant and into some guy's house and stayed close to him for security.
Last night, once again, a dream in the dark. This time, it was me becoming a member in runescape. It was in first person and had the same graphics as wurm. It wasn't really in the dark, but rather I can see up to short distance and everything beyond that distance is pitch black. Once again, some what a loner, but at least nothing freaky, it was just travelling around.
I tried really hard to mild last night, even calling my sub my name and telling him that I was going to have a vivid, clear, lucid dream last night.
So, no dreams. He really likes to mess with me.
The other day I tried calling him by his name. I didn't know his name, but I yelled out "Antoine" and he showed up. What a funky name.
I rarely ever dream (or recall dreams that is).. but I just had the most weird ass dream ever.
I had two hearts and my doctor had to surgically remove one when he found out. I woke up in the hospital and disconnected myself from the machine they'd hooked me up to.. I started walking around with blood gushing from my chest, the doctor was stunned when I ran into him down the hallway, and told me they'd removed both for some reason, and was wondering how the fuck am I still alive and walking with no life support.
Then I woke up.
Since it's about dreaming, here's last night's dream:
[release]It started off as a normal dream, me and a few friends from school were at some hotel/shop complex, then all of a sudden, I started being chased by this 25ft spider monkey, or a monkey of some sort, I was being told to stop by those MiB looking guys from Deus Ex, the ones with the mechanical voice, then I said, okay (tearing up at this point) just let me do this one last thing... I pulled a laptop from fucking nowhere, and began a fade out thing when looking at Source SDK's Hammer editor, I fade back in and I stand up, I throw this sachet to the floor that says "LEG IT" I then proceed to start running behind the backstreets of houses, in some awesome style, weaving in and out, then, I pull out some inflatable rubber ring and then come to this 150ft+ drop, I get the rubber tube out and put inside an expandable trigger_hurt, the guys corner me too, as I'm entering the details of the trigger hurt (etc) I say "Fuck it!" and jump off the building to a closer building nearby and throw the rubber ring down, it expands and a huge trigger brush appears from nowhere, I wake up as I'm falling. Shit was awesome
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I basically have no time to LD except at night. Am I supposed to do it during morning-time or..what :downs:
Man, I had no idea this thread got moved to chat threads. No wonder I couldn't find it.
Yesss! A dream thread!
I'm not really a major lucid dreamer, but it's a hobby of mine. I managed to get into a state in which all of my dreams were lucid, however I escaped that phase a couple months ago when I stopped doing dream checks once I walked through a door. I forgot about LDs until I saw this thread. I'm pretty sure I'm going to do dream checks more often.
I have sound only dreams. I'll end up waking up from a loud noise from my dream.
I once heard the sound of the HL2 magnum. Woke me straight up.
Yet no images of the source of the sound.
I hear all kinds of bangs and booms when trying to sleep.
Scares me.
Well, I'm back from... I dunno, crippling depression or somesuch. It's been awhile since I felt like using enough energy to get my laptop out. Goin' to my psychiatrist tomorrow, and a sleep study the day after that, so I should be able to figure out why I'm so out of energy these days...
Unfortunately, my absence means I have all sorts of crap I want to reply to even though it's crazy old. So, uh, here we go:
[QUOTE=Sabrina;29988053]Okay, time for my disturbed buddy Waltz to take me in his twisted mind...sub-mind...thing, fuck I don't know. Anyway this shit was his dream and somehow I got in it last night. It was uncomformtable to say the least and I want to hear your opinions about it.
So I start off in a room. It has no decorations, just a concrete box with a dead guy in a corner. He has a blue shirt, charred face and a broken stick in his hand. I observe him a moment before I hear a door open behind me. My first reaction is thinking about the fact two seconds ago there were no doors. I turn around and see something that looks like a zombie charging at me. As it runs at me all it's skin and parts of it's flesh fall off to the floor. I stick my fingers in it's eyes and twist it's head 360 degrees clockwise. The creature drops dead on the floor and I get a look at the room it came from. It's a prison corridor. There's four cells, two on each side. The bars are completely covered in fresh blood, some are dropping from the ceiling and the floor is covered in what looks like creepily fresh innards, not sure of what creature. I step out of the clean room and step inside the dark prison. The door closes itself behind me and disappears before I manage to turn around. I keep going forward until I step in a wide hallway. It's not much cleaner, but the floor is just covered in blood. No intestines or anything. There's random humans nailed on the floor and the cells are filled with dead animals and people. Some zombies are lumbering around but seem to completely ignore me. I walk past them all and go up a set of stairs. I come up to a control room. It has another of those fucking DOOM 3 Hell Knights. I jump in it's back, thrust my fist in it's back and [U]rip it's pumping heart out.[/U] It roars once before falling on the floor. I drop the still pumping heart and walk to the control panel. I decide to open all the cells. I watch through the window as bodies just flow out of the cells. Eventually they get mushy and become blood. The blood seems to freeze and becomes solid. I walk out of the control room and see the ground level is a lot higher now. I have to crawl for a bit before getting to a taller room.
In this room some zombies are half stuck in the solid blood and flail around desperately. I walk around the room until one of the walls just splits. Not like it's torn apart but it looks organized, the tiles moving out of the way by themselves. A very tall gateway appears where a concrete wall was just a moment ago. I walk through and arrive in a pitch black hallway. I reach a light switch with my hand and switch it. The light only stays on for 7 seconds but I manage to see an endless stream of bloodied cells and murky floor with broken sewer grates. I need light to not fall in one of the sewer holes. I flip the switch again and start running. I advance a good 30 meters before they get shut again. That instant I start hearing sounds all around me. I get grabbed from behind and apparently some creatures from the cells grab my legs and arms with countless arms. I wrest myself free, tearing apart the creature's arms off their bodies. They still keep their grip but I don't care. I yell for Waltz but he doesn't appear. I keep walking in the dark, completely blinded. I hear quiet, raspy breathing in front of me. I raise my hand to feel what it is. Apparently a zombie again. I [U]dip my fingertips inside it's skull like the skin and bone would be pudding.[/U] It drops down and I walk on it's corpse to avoid the jagged sewer grates. I walk for what seems like forever, the zombies in the cells constantly moaning on left and right and trying to get a hold of me with their weak hands.
Eventually I see light in the far distance. An open door. I walk towards it and the zombies get a lot more aggressive, throwing themselves against the cell doors in an attempt to get free. Some behind me succeed and start running behind me. I speed up and sprint through the door into blinding sunlight. I throw myself against the door and lock it just as the horde behind me slams against it. It's a thick door, almost 30 cm thick steel. They can't break it but keep slamming against it tirelessly. I turn around and see a much cleaner cell block. There's still a lot of blood splatter on the walls and the cell doors, but not as much as before. The windows have bright sunlight coming from them. Some dead nurse zombies walk around the block, sometimes stopping and looking at me. There are tipped over church benches all over the place. Some have a corpse or two under them. There's also someone crucified on the cross that's on the altar. Apparently this is the chapel of the prison. I walk past and go through another steel door. I arrive at another narrow hallway. There's a guy leaning on a bloody cell door. He reminds me of Dean, the guy in Supernatural. He looks at me and I see he's not a zombie. I walk towards him and he just raises his hand, telling me to stop. He points at the door on the other end of the hallway.
"The door is fake. It always appears at the other side once you get to one end."
"How can I help?"
"Stay here. When I get to that side, we'll see which side it appears to. If it appears to your side, keep it open until I get back. Then we can continue. Now close the door."
I nod and close the door behind me. Dim light bulbs above us light up and zombies appear in the cells. They moan inside and bang the cell doors. The guy sprints faster and faster but still seems to go disgustingly slow. One of the zombies whispers at me, telling me to leave the guy. They'll leave me alone if I do. It's what Waltz would do, but I'm not him. I've always had to keep that rule clear. So I punch the zombie's head into bloody mush. He gets to the door which vanishes. I feel cold steel behind me. I turn around and pull from the handle, opening the door into another room. I pull it all the way when the cell doors break. All the zombies pour out and rush at the other guy. I see his hand above the horde and his call for help. I know I can't plow through all the zombies and keep the door open. So I close the door behind me.
Then I wake up.
Not sure what the dream meant.[/QUOTE]
Well, based on your apparent opinion of Waltz, I would assume that you were correct in assuming that you were starring in his dream. Seems like a pretty typical survival horror fantasy, if perhaps rather gory. But there's the end when you reject following his course of action, at which point you get another chance to ditch the guy but reject it again, after which it ends. I can't help but feel that it ended because it didn’t go the way it was supposed to, because you didn’t let it. Which is good.
That said, I still can’t decide whether that was really the ‘point’.
[QUOTE=Zinayzen;30003346]How am I obsessing over anything?
Being elite is fun.
Seriously though. I'm doing it because I'm bored. I've taught a lot of people some cool stuff and now they're teaching other people, which is great, don't get me wrong. But I'm not needed as much anymore, so I can only assume this is me subconsciously being like NOTICE ME, I AM STILL HERE.
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plus i'm angry about a lot of things in my life right now and those tend to reflect onto my attitude towards other people. sorry guys.[/QUOTE]
Uh, okay there Zin. It's just a little sad to see you let your knowledge go to waste, is all. Posting stuff about sleep and/or dreams would make everyone feel a little better about your contributions... because I’ve been around long enough to know what you’re capable of, and I think we could all still use some of that.
Though you might want to cut down on the drunken posting, imo.
[QUOTE=Mikesword221;30008446]I don't know what just happened. Anyone know if I was supposed to wake up? Heres what happened from what I remembered. So I was having a dream laalalad and then I woke up. I looked at the time and noticed it was 5 o' clock. So I just went back to bed and was thinking if I should try to go lucid or not. Realizing every attempt before hand failed, I decided no. So I was dreaming again and now I was playing a 360 game with someone. Then I realized it. There was no 360 to be seen. So I realized I was dreaming and suddenly woke up in sleep paralysis. Now then, this is the second time this has happened to me, so I knew what to do and focused on one image. Then I heard a huge boom and I broke out of sleep paralysis because it scared the shit out of me. Anyone know what made that sound cause it came from behind me, and behind me is a wall, and behind that is outside.[/QUOTE]
Auditory hallucination/Exploding Head Syndrome.
[QUOTE=Uroborus;30023279]I have said multiple times that it is all over. Aussies rule. And I'm a scorpion player.[/QUOTE]
…wow. Gotta admit, that was a total non-sequitur to me. That’s… it, really. A lol-worthy double-take.
[QUOTE=Sabrina;30029756]I just had a very bad dream. It involved hair.
:saddowns:[/QUOTE]
I SEE NOTHING WRONG WITH THIS :D
[QUOTE=Psychopath12;30030647]All of the details were a blur in the dream, even the building's inner structure was vague but had just enough clarity to be the setting of a rape.
I've had gory dreams too, those ones are usually much more vivid than my dream about raping some unknown person and getting no satisfaction from it.[/QUOTE]
[QUOTE=Sabrina;30030831]I'd say you have a subconscious need for control.[/QUOTE]
[QUOTE=Psychopath12;30039859]I'll be honest, as I was reading that, I glanced to the left briefly, saw your avatar, continued reading it, then got slightly aroused.[/QUOTE]
FFFFFFFFFFF now I’ll never know what the avatar was. D:
And as far as the whole ‘dreaming of rape’ thing, yeah, desire for sexual control is what I’d say. Then again I have no experience in such things…
[QUOTE=Zamped;30053895]Been having sleep paralysis lately. It's been a while since it's happened. Also I've noticed I've been having more vivid dreams and remembering them more, might this be linked to me going from smoking weed everyday to almost never?[/QUOTE]
Yes.
[QUOTE=Eonart;30090700]Anyone ever have a dream of a game slightly altered?
total war with dinosaurs last night fuck yea[/QUOTE]
Yeah, I had a Total War: Shogun II one awhile ago. Essentially I was playing with a friend, I got a special agent that was some part demon chick (oni-bugeisha, ohoho?), but she seduced my friend’s leader and his vast army went renegade. And what’s worst is I hadn’t been saving. D:
[QUOTE=linksysruler;30126152]I've got a question. Everyone says "don't ask your sub what your biggest fear is", but what's the problem with asking it to describe the fear to you? It would be nice at least knowing what it is, but not having to actually experience it.[/QUOTE]
Your avatar is moe~
God I am such a weaboo
[QUOTE=xxfalconxx;30152984]So maybe you guys can make sense of this.
It's my school's gym. There's some sort of pep rally going on, but it's just awful. At the end, everyone but me vanishes, and the janitor comes out and starts hosing the floor with water. as he does this, everything starts to melt. "sorry kid. You gotta find a way out." he says. I find an emergency exit and run through grass to a blue truck(I don't even own one) and thn I awoke.
I don't get it.[/QUOTE]
…yeah, I got nuthin’.
Just wanted to let you know your message has been read, but the meaning is still incomprehensible. I mean, to me, anyways.
[QUOTE=Sabrina;30161608]fucking spider tunnels
I had to crawl in extremely tight tunnels made by spiders. The walls were covered in their web, making traveling extremely sluggish. I knew I could go back and take the road not far away but I chose the tunnel anyway. When I got to the end of the tunnel, all bloodied and tired and after killing a fuckton of massive spiders, there's a massive pile of gold waiting for me. I look to the left, the road also ends there. There's a glass wall separating the road and the tunnel. All I see is a normal meal in the end of the road. I chill amongst the gold ingots, throw them around, juggle them, order pizza and get massive exchange for an ingot and just do awesome stuff with them.
I now like gold.[/QUOTE]
Wow, that’s a very positive message there. Y’know, effort pays, etc etc. Cool story too, bra.
[QUOTE=ZenX2;30165298]I had a dream about wanting to be able to bend the world to my will. [/QUOTE]
That’s a long-time recurring dream of mine, actually. Mostly wish fulfillment as a result of the sense of utter lack of control in everyday life.
[QUOTE=xxfalconxx;30196174]I've just come across a groundbreaking discovery after a long talk with my SC. I'll start from the beginning.
When I came into the WILD, I was in a white void, where a character from my webcomic was talking to me. A bit weirded out, I cracked the dream in half, falling down into a pitch black area. I landed on one knee with my fist hitting an invisible floor. White ripples spread from my steps and movements on it. I scratched my head at this infinite void. What was it? Where was I? Then I remembered I had conquered my mind, so I called for my SC. He appeared in a black suit with white hands and a white head. "Hello." He said. "Uh, hi." So I asked it where I was. It said I was in the deepest layer possible in the mind. an area where all thoughts are reality. The core of the mind, if you will. So I asked it what i'm supposed to do here. He said I should meditate, become a little more in tune with my mind, and possibly take a look at my soul. Curious, I asked him what he meant. He showed me a small green orb, floating and glowing in the dark. I held it in my hands, and looked it over. It glowed pure. my SC said it was where all my creativity, goodness, and overall being stems from. The color is a representative of your purity. I asked him why it was so small. He said it was because I've been sheltering myself from the outside world. So I expanded it. I asked him if he had a name. He said: "Just call me C." "Why C?" I asked. "I've always been fond of the letter. It represents a half of a whole, where you are the other missing part. The two always distant, yet never fully together forever. When they do, however, there is always an empty gap for knowledge to come in." I was impressed already. This was a nice turn of events from my earlier dreams. So I asked him what had become of the antiself I had banished earlier. This is where my startling revelation took place. He chuckled, and said this.
"Anti self? What anti self. There never was an anti self, john. It was simply a construct created by your mind from reading an article on your forum. The 'anti self' as you call him was simply a being brought into matter by your will and your negative aspects. Most minds have it, albeit in different forms. It is up to the willpower of the dreamer himself to conquer his negative aspects in order to gain full access to his mental prowess. Have you not noticed, since you've beaten him, how nice things have become? How much you're enjoying things now?" I was shocked. "Take this lesson to heart, and don't forget it. There will always be a negative part to your mind, but if you have the will, it will never completely become you."
I just thought I'd share this with you guys.[/QUOTE]
Well… yeah. I never did quite get why people would believe that there’s a part of ourselves whose only goal is to screw ourselves over. Personifying problems helps make things real, makes things sort of easier to face. I mean, dream therapy is all about facing problems through allegory and such, so even if you aren’t directly facing your problems, you at least indirectly face them. Which is hard to do with intangible concepts like self-worth and transience, hence the physical representations; so anti-selves only exist insofar as our interpretation of our faults is easiest conceptualized as such.
I mean jeez people, isn’t that just common sense?
[QUOTE=Sabrina;30197369]Hahaha, yeah I feel you. When I read that I also got a similar reaction from Waltz.
Waltz: "You idiot. You just created it."
Me: "Created [I]what,[/I] exactly?"
W: "Y'know, your anti-self. It wasn't exactly there before it appeared."
M: "How can you know th- Ugh, nevermind, how do I kill it?"
W: "Hold on."
5 minutes later he talks to me again:
W: "Wow, he actually was a good guy."
M: "Was?"
W: "I merged him into myself. Not much of a change."
M: "Yeah, you're still a dick."
W: "Hey, that hurt my feelings. All one of them."
M: "Fuck off."
:v:
It's these rare hilarious conversations that keep me from thinking having a split mind is actually a bad thing.[/QUOTE]
Hah, yeah. A schizophrenic friend of mine said that (before he went on his meds) most of his voices made him feel like crap, but there was this one female voice that would debate politics with him, which he greatly enjoyed. I think that’d be pretty awesome… if only there were a way of ensuring the voices weren’t dicks.
[QUOTE=Sabrina;30207855]How...what? Get a split personality? Experience massive stress and get trauma. Chances are it's not going to be worth it. If anything, this is a consolation prize for getting through rougher times. Also, it's taken me years to actually get this stuff balanced, I couldn't even detect the guy at first.[/QUOTE]
…what I don’t get is why you were rated 2 dislikes and 1 dumb. It’s a bona-fide medical condition… at least until DSM-V.
[QUOTE=xxfalconxx;30215539]Thats probably because deep down we all know it's a placebo even If we don't realize it.
The mind is a fun place, but I'm bereft of ideas on what to do. It's the god complex. What do you do when you've done everything?[/QUOTE]
Um… do it for real?
[QUOTE=Orkel;30220746]Had a dream last night where I used toilets as portals. I threw a piece of magic paper in there and then jumped in, and I got sucked through the pipes and popped out from other toilets. Felt strange to be squeezed in there.
And another dream where I was a samurai and challenged some other guy, then we had a sword fight and it was cool. He stabbed my lung but I lopped his head off.[/QUOTE]
That is now my dream goal; a samurai duel. I think I’d really like trying a naginata, actually… I’ve been reading up on it, and with the TW:S2 Ikko-Ikki pack… man, those monks are cool. But not as cool as the battle nuns.
…god, I really am a weaboo.
[QUOTE=Psychopath12;30274736]The past few nights, I had this series of dreams shift course towards something else. This time, once again, I am following this redhead through the crowd. She eventually stops yet again and I close the distance between me and her. She doesn't turn around at all when I get close, though. I reach out to grab her arm and she vanished, as if turned into vapor. I look around me, the crowd I was chasing her through was nowhere to be found. Just dead silence...and me. Without any destination to travel to, I curled up into the fetal position and stayed that way, unmoving for what seemed like days. I woke up eventually and started my daily routine.
The next night, I found myself back in the fetal position in that silence. The scenery reminds me of a bleak industrial landscape: a dark, dingy grey for both the ground and sky. The only way to tell the difference between them was the sky being slightly lighter, but it didn't appear any more welcoming. Time passed, and I roll over onto my other side and see a figure in the distance, I couldn't tell if it was friendly or malevolent, but I did not care. I picked myself up and started towards this unknown, distant figure. After what felt like hours of walking, I didn't seem to be getting any closer to this figure, was he/she keeping his/her distance from me or was I imagining it? Eventually I got tired and fell asleep. I then woke up and went about my day like I normally would.
The following night, I was where I left off, lying on the road(?). I picked myself back up, the figure was still in the same direction as I remembered. I started towards this figure and increased my pace, moving faster and faster. I could see the figure getting closer as I broke into a full-sprint. I could clearly see a silhouette, it was that of a young woman. She didn't appear to be facing my direction, so I kept sprinting with all my energy such that I could approach her. I'm within 100 meters of her and my heart is pounding and I feel as if my legs are going to give way underneath me. I'm hardly even paying attention to what I see because the sweat is dripping into my eyes, just keep running forward. 50, 40, 30, 20 meters away. 10 meters more, I see that she was with a male figure, whom she was hugging warmly. I trip suddenly. I outstretch my arms to try to latch onto something such that I won't fall but instead plummet into a pitfall (don't ask where the pitfall came from, I just started falling a long ways). I eventually land at the bottom (miraculously unharmed), I look up and see a small spec where the entrance to the pitfall was, the rest is complete darkness. I hear conversations echoing down the chasm, not a single one of them keeping my attention for longer than a few seconds because none of them had any relevance to me. I wanted to get out of that hole, but no one seemed to care that I had fallen in in the first place. Feeling exhausted, I laid down on my back facing the spec of dim light above and drifted to sleep. I woke up in a hot sweat at around 4am. My bedroom was uncomfortably hot and I scrambled to get a source of light on before I did anything else. I took an ice-cold shower (still 4am) and could not get back to sleep afterwards. I tried drawing to pass the time, I was displeased with each work. Eventually, sunrise came and I started my day, just without a shower since I had already taken one earlier.[/QUOTE]
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[QUOTE=Kidd;30344313]I have sound only dreams. I'll end up waking up from a loud noise from my dream.
I once heard the sound of the HL2 magnum. Woke me straight up.
Yet no images of the source of the sound.
I hear all kinds of bangs and booms when trying to sleep.
Scares me.[/QUOTE]
Exploding Head Syndrome. Look it up.
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Nice WILD last night. Went around in a Tiger tank fighting in ww2.
Off topic: Steams decrypting duke nukem :razz:
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I had a shitty dream tonight :C
All it was was 10+ minutes of "You're a great dreamer!" in green text, a cursive font, slapped on a white background.
I'm pretty sick and I was at school today and every time I closed my eyes even for a second I had these incredibly vivid pictures.
It was pretty cool.
It's kind of strange, I hear imaginary sounds when I'm half-conscious. For example, I heard cicadas and birds last night without any windows open, realized "wait, that's my imagination," and all of a sudden the sounds were gone.
[QUOTE=Baboo00;30358903]It's kind of strange, I hear imaginary sounds when I'm half-conscious. For example, I heard cicadas and birds last night without any windows open, realized "wait, that's my imagination," and all of a sudden the sounds were gone.[/QUOTE]
I'm no expert on LD, but it seems like you were nearing sleep paralysis.
I wrote a lucid dreaming tutorial for those of you interested:
[url]http://www.dreamviews.com/f12/silverbullets-newly-revised-key-lucid-dreaming-117024/[/url]
I think for the next couple days I am going to copy down one of my many dreams for each day. Keep in mind these dreams were written down on the day the occurred and only some of them do I know the exact date of.
Haunted Warehouse 5/13/2011
This dream was rather short and I think the finer details I have forgotten by now. From what I remember, the dream begins in front of a building- possibly a warehouse or derelict manor. The dream is shown through the perspective of a video camera.
Standing next to the building's doorway is a man with his arms folded. The man is tall and rough-looking, with short brown hair and a five o'clock shadow. He says something in Russian or some Eastern European language.
The camera man (or the person whom I am viewing from) proceeds inside and turns on the night-vision on the camera; as the building's interior is pitch black. The camera man encounters a woman with a distinct forties look about her. She has blonde hair neatly styled and hanging down to her shoulders.
The camera man and the woman are walking around in the dark looking at the antiquity of the building and its furniture (through night-vision of course). At some point the camera man gets low to the floor- either after he fell or was pushed. The camera man whips around showing the woman walking aimlessly in the dark. She did not seem to be scared or alarmed- just ordinarily walking in the dark. From behind the woman, the camera man sees an object's silhouette begin to levitate while shaking violently. The object shoots to the woman at a killer speed hitting the woman in the head; causing her to be tossed lifelessly next to the camera man.
The camera then catches a couch begin to levitate in a similar fashion. The couch goes shooting directly at the camera and all goes black but the [Rec.] symbol. Subtitles are shown as the same Russian/ Eastern European language is heard spoken by a gruff deep-voiced man saying: "Someone has to know...". Then I woke up.
So, tomorrow I'll write another one. Some get strange, and some get freaky. Some even bleed into others.
My recall isn't brilliant, but it is improving.
I want another LD :<
[QUOTE=Grasp;30363036]My recall isn't brilliant, but it is improving.
I want another LD :<[/QUOTE]
I heard asking one of your DCs to help you lucid dream in the future is really, really effective, but I'm not sure if that's true or not.
What's a DC? I'm drawing a blank, there are so many acronyms to remember.
[QUOTE=ZenX2;30364827]What's a DC? I'm drawing a blank, there are so many acronyms to remember.[/QUOTE]
Dream Character, but you have to be lucid first before you can ask.
Soooo I've been remembering practically no dreams at all. It's not because I've been sleeping badly, actually, lately I've been sleeping extremely good, the whole however long period, and without ever waking up. I still say my mantras, for remembering or for milds, in my head every night, but just barely anything ever comes up, though I have been neglecting to think extremely hard on everything when I wake up.
But even so, I've been remembering almost nothing! It started about 10 days ago, and before that I usually had 2-3 dreams a night on average.
The only thing I've been doing slightly different lately is that I discovered a great way of relaxing and getting to sleep very quickly, where I just relax and cut my mind off from my body (though it IS easier to drift off with the mantras like that). So yeah, any advice?? I've been eating bananas and all too, just in case that's the first line of fire, I've been eating heaps of them for quite some time, and ate them before too.
[QUOTE=teh_1337_r0XX0r;30344971]-awesome-[/QUOTE]
Wow, that's one of the more helpful posts I've seen, you actually took time to read all that stuff.
Thanks for your theory, really. I'll have a talk with me and see what goes on.
Also, I'm away from computers for 6 days and I see a dream where I kill Borderlands Psychos with TF2's Engineer's shotgun, the Frontier Justice. Mang, I think I got an addiciton in my hands.
I also started hearing Windows 7 startup sound all the time while inside the dream.
[QUOTE=Jack-Shepherd;30365829]Soooo I've been remembering practically no dreams at all. It's not because I've been sleeping badly, actually, lately I've been sleeping extremely good, the whole however long period, and without ever waking up. I still say my mantras, for remembering or for milds, in my head every night, but just barely anything ever comes up, though I have been neglecting to think extremely hard on everything when I wake up.
But even so, I've been remembering almost nothing! It started about 10 days ago, and before that I usually had 2-3 dreams a night on average.
The only thing I've been doing slightly different lately is that I discovered a great way of relaxing and getting to sleep very quickly, where I just relax and cut my mind off from my body (though it IS easier to drift off with the mantras like that). So yeah, any advice?? I've been eating bananas and all too, just in case that's the first line of fire, I've been eating heaps of them for quite some time, and ate them before too.[/QUOTE]
I've had the same problem all school year, but just today I had a dream I remembered (but didn't control it). I think it was because a thunderstorm woke me up exactly six hours after going to sleep. The dream was something about voting whether you liked Minecraft or World of Warcraft by shaking maracas made out Legos, which caused numbers to count down. I woke up once I had a fridge logic moment: World of Warcraft had reached 0 first, yet Minecraft won. Also this all took place inside a castle.
I'm sort of new to lucid dreaming. I've had 2 lucid dreams so far, but neither lasted very long. I've tried the WILD technique twice and I'm thinking of trying WBTB. I was wondering though, like most things, do these techniques have a better success rate them more you try to do them? Also, could anyone give me tips on either technique that might help me out?
Awesome lucid last night, it was only half-lucid though. Perfectly clear and incredibly vivid, I walked on a snowy landscape, but I didn't think about doing my lucid goals as it wasn't a full on lucid. It was incredibly realistic though.
[QUOTE=Orkel;30370668]Awesome lucid last night, it was only half-lucid though. Perfectly clear and incredibly vivid, I walked on a snowy landscape, but I didn't think about doing my lucid goals as it wasn't a full on lucid. It was incredibly realistic though.[/QUOTE]
Well, dreams tend to feel real when we're in them, no?
No lucid dream tonight, but it was a wet dream.
It was worth it.
[QUOTE=Sabrina;30371833]Well, dreams tend to feel real when we're in them, no?[/QUOTE]
Lucid dreams feel like real life. You really "are" there when you are fully conscious in a lucid. Normal dreams aren't as vivid.
That particular dream was lucid because I knew it was a dream and kept admiring how realistic the landscape looked. But I forgot to fulfill my goal, so it was only half-lucid when it comes to dream control.
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